My sister is Nuwa

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Do You Want to Grab Some Sun True Fire?

Of course, the ancestor of the dish is just laughing, but the cooking skills have spread.

The current Wu clan, start you compete with me to learn to cook.

The men went out hunting, the women began to collect various plant seasonings, and then at night they watched the stove fire and each family began to cook.

Maybe in the future, if you don’t have a good cooking skill, you won’t find your sister paper….

By now, Fuxi also figured out why the ancestral witches invited him here.

Because of that trick!

When the three races had not yet perished, the Wu clan was a little unwilling to continue to lurk.

During the Great War of the Three Races, the Twelve Ancestral Witches experienced a fierce dispute – whether to participate in the war.

Don’t look at Zu Wu’s strongest strength at that time, but the Dijiang in the middle of the Daluo Golden Immortal, but the overall strength is already the strongest under the three races, and it is constantly getting stronger!

If you don’t count the existence above the middle stage of the Quasi-Saint and Daluo Golden Immortals, the single clan that is constantly bleeding in the battle of the three races may not be much stronger than the Wu clan.

Therefore, some people were unwilling to continue to lurk in the shadow of the three races, intending to go out and show the existence of Pangu’s bloodline.

The twelve ancestral witches are divided into main battle factions such as Gonggong and Zhurong, main and factions such as Houtu and Xuanxi, and Dijiang and others from the neutral faction…

The three factions quarreled together, with the boldness of the Wu clan, maybe there were a few fist and foot competitions.

And the final solution was Xuan Xi’s casual sentence: “It’s really not possible, it depends on the lottery to decide.” ”

Ahem, it is impossible to draw lots, but the wise man Candle Jiuyin among the twelve ancestors suddenly thought of the tricks that Fuxi handed them under this reminder.

He opened his share.

The trick can absorb the user’s memory as intelligence, and steal a trace of heaven and earth Dao machine, and fuse it into a trick.

The fly in the ointment is that it is a consumable that is scrapped after one use.

After opening it, the bag turned into a clear breath, burrowed into the nasal cavity, and echoed in Candle Jiuyin’s mind.

“If the witch clan comes, they will die!”

Although I don’t know if Fuxi will pit them, but the kind of great gods who calculate the heavens and the earth say so, Candle Jiuyin suddenly ran from the neutral faction to the lord and the faction.

The Lord and Faction suppressed the Main War Faction, and although there were still some quarrels, it finally calmed down, except for Zhu Rong shouting every day.

“My Wu Clan has twelve ancestral witches, which together are comparable to quasi-saints!”

“My Wu Clan son is so strong, why fear that one trick?”

“Although what Fuxi gave is so, who knows if he will pit us?”

And then…… The news of the death of all three clans came, which scared even Zhurong’s reckless big man into a cold sweat.

Those are the top three races of the Flood Wilderness!

Even if they don’t count their vassals, taking a race out of a single race is a few points stronger than his Wu clan!

Such a hegemon-level force actually fell for a while….

If we hadn’t listened to Fuxi’s tricks….

It is said that the day after the news came, when Zhurong appeared again, he had a blue nose and a swollen face, and he didn’t know whether he was beaten by Candle Jiuyin or by the old emperor Jiang.

So the Wu Clan gave an order – when you meet Fuxi, you must invite him over, and we have to thank him well!

Then Fuxi came, and as a result, he began to teach the Wu tribe to cook again.

This favor is owed more and more, the greater it is.

……

Fuxi was in the Wu clan’s residence, teaching Houtu to cook, and then Houtu taught it to other great witches.

On the other side, he is still cooking for Nuwa.

Although the Wu Clan is not as powerful as Fuxi, there are many powerful people, and the materials collected occasionally do not even have Fuxi.

Except for the little guy being fuxied because he ‘played piracy’, the two got closer and closer and pouted, there was no problem.

“Hey, there are seasonings, there are ingredients, but there is no good fire…” Fuxi looked at the stove in front of him, especially the flame inside, and couldn’t help sighing.

The stove is an acquired meritorious treasure.

The pot is the acquired merit spirit treasure.

The ingredients are Taiyi Xuanxian level cow demon.

Although the flame is the product of the burning of innate spirit wood, it is still inferior compared to the others…

“It’s a pity that although Zhurong is known as the ancestor of fire, he can only control flames, and there is no good fire.” Fuxi sighed.

Speaking of which, the flame on the flood wilderness that is most in line with Fuxi’s heart…

Fuxi looked up at the sky, the bright sun star.

“How about you go grab some Sun True Fire?” To cook? ”

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